Musings, crappings and a lot of daydreaming.

TGIF!

Another Friday, thank God!

Semua jumbled thoughts. First of all, Aaron aka si baby brother aka my husband (cause I always pity him too much even when he is being a pain in the you know where) was whacked by Russians last Friday. Can’t say he didn’t see it coming, sapa suruh kuar tengah malam on a Halloween night to check out chicks. Memang laa sendiri carik pasal. Hahha. Oops, yes I do pity him and with that said, better luck scouting for chicks next time.

Learned to grind from Pavala, who’s grinding with Pugunan soon on Tamil New Year’s dance. All the hip rotation were, eh, at best, intriguing. I kept having to swat Pavala’s hands away everytime she tried to feel me up. Hahha.

Oh, do attend Deepavali’s concert tomorrow at Dom Kultura. She’s dancing to an Indian song with a local guy. Lessee can a Russian guy compete with the tata Rajinikanth, whom on that note, is more deserving of the Datuk knighthood than Shah Rukh Khan. I’d say Sivaji is in more ways than one more layanable than One 2 Ka 4. Lawak yang sungguh berkesan. I wonder why FINAS tak ambik inisiatif to translate Tamil movies like they do Hindi ones. Double standard btol.

Ni pulak courtesy of Ana. Biasa laa I watch benda-benda lagho je slalu. How sengal that this video stands next to ‘Kelly Kayne Champion Pole Dancer’ in my YouTube faves. Hehhe. Give it a shot. I laughed especially hard at the part ‘Short-sleeved Hijab’ cause I know sometimes I’m guilty of it too. He had a point, what’s the point of you wearing hijab tapi you kutuk your freehair sisters behind their backs? Macam bagus sangat. Zas.

Done my laundry so esok uring-uring saja. Yay!

You may think that I’m loser,
But I don’t really care
You may think that it’s forgotten,
But you should be aware
Cause I’ve learned to get revenge
And I swear you’ll experience that some day ~ Lene Marlin.